The Purple Sea of Embers (poem)

In the quiet winter snow

swimming

in the purple sea of sky

burns the golden embers

alongside the moon

 

Sitting here

looking up

seeing

more and more

of these embers

more and more of their

flames

 

I could watch

for minutes

that turn into hours

 

Quaking aspen trees frame

this beautiful canvas

the snow silent

and peaceful on the ground

 

To think

that the one who created

the stars

is the same one

that breathed

life into me

 

It makes you realize

how in this beautiful possibility

of the world

you will be ok

 

None of those things

really matter

 

Unless

you sit back

and be engulfed

by the burning beautiful

flame

 

From all those

embers

glistening bright